Eva had not expected the place to be so huge. In fact, she had not expected her client for the day to be that huge either. Giants were not an uncommon site in Fiore but coming across one of them was most definitely rare as they liked to stay to themselves rather than live amongst the rest of the society. In a way, they were much like elves in the case and Eva was very much surprised to see that the erson whom had requested help with them for that day was actually the friendly giant Rander that everyone who cared for the smithy in that town actually looked up too, both literally and figuratively in his case. The older giant had smiled at her when she walked in with his request in her hands, giving her a uick walkthrough of what she should be careful of and what she should do before letting her know that he had wanted someone to look after the shop because he had a drinking contest to take part in. Somehow, the whole idea of it seemed ridiculous to her. This man had wanted to attend some pointless contest and leave the shop in the hands of a stranger. What a weird thing these creatures were, Eva thought, both them and the humans. They would rather spend their day with meaningless alcohol, drowning in the temporary solace it had to offer rather than living in the world, fully aware of what it brought. Anyhow she looked at it, Eva was not a big fan of the act called drinking and had, in her whole life, rejected the idea entirely.
As he gave her the last bit of details and what nots, Eva gave him her own information about herself before he would leave to the local pub to take part in that drinking contest that he was clearly looking forward to. Either way, Eva, once he was gone, would go to the very end of the shop and sit down on the rather big chair, holding a newspaper up in front of her that she had found lying around on the table. The whole building was huge, made just for the large size of a giant and even the small bit of utensils and tools that decorated the place had the same extra large size. She guessed that Rander had to get them all custom built or maybe even built them all by himself because she was sure that no shop in that town actually catered to the needs of a giant, the type of customers that they would rarely get save for their favorite smith himself. In a way that felt sort of nice, to be one of those people that almost the whole town looked up to. She guessed that with all that popularity also came adequate problems that it brought along. Mostly, she guessed, Rander would be subjected to problems all thrown at him by either his business rivals or even just people who got jealous of his abilities. She wondered if that was the reason that he had gone through all this trouble to hire someone to take care of his shop while he was gone rather than just closing the shop. Now she sort of understood why the giant had asked as much information about her as he could before leaving. The Rune Knight mark she had shown him had calmed him down enough to leave her there by herself.
Eva must have been very much lost in thought because by the time she snapped out of it, there was the sound of something cracking and creaking coming from outside. She was up on her feet before she knew it, throwing the newspaper down on the table before walking out to check what was going on. The site she saw, however, almost made her heart stop. Almost because a part of Eva didn’t care for what happened to someone else’s shop as long as it was salvageable but a major part of her found this very much annoying especially since there was toilet paper all over the front of the smithy and it was everywhere, so much that it made Eva groan out loud. From a distance, she even noticed a bunch of hooligans laughing their ass off at Eva’s annoyed countenance, something that Eva made sure she would be paying them back for if they ever came back and Eva had a feeling that they would now that they know that instead of the great giant, the shop was looked after by some seemingly helpless looking little woman.
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